Mad as a Hatter
Weeping Mr. Whale and the Odd Array of Fishes
Surprisingly, she didn't faint. Annie reached the bottom of the ocean with a thud, cheeks puffed and eyes shut tight.
Annie's face turned blue trying to hold her breath. It turned bluer than Annie's ever seen (or never seen. Remember, she had her eyes shut). Not even when she had that breath holding competition with her great uncle Henry, and she remembered that time all to well.
Well anyway, Annie noticed the world grew darker through her shut eyes. She took a chance, looked up and felt a small bundle of bubbles escape her lips and tickle her face.
It was a huge whale the length of two football fields. (Well in Annie's size, but if it was you or me, it would probably be a size of one football field.) Annie, with eyes as wide as golf balls, inhaled a handful of water. She grabbed her throat and tried to yell for help but found that she could breathe perfectly fine as if she was on dry land.
Annie released her throat and scolded herself, "That was rather embarrassing of you Annie! You musn't grab your throat just because you can't breathe or shout!"
Annie's face tinged red for a moment and looked back up at the gigantic shadow above her head then said to herself, "It might just be me, but is that poor whale crying?"
And indeed he was.
Huge bubbles erupted from the eyes of the poor whale and continued to fall to the bottom of the sea until they popped under the pressure of the colorful pointy corals. Annie swam towards the whale in an odd breaststroke that looked strangely like a blue bird trying to fly underwater. (She was not a very good swimmer)
Finally, for what seemed like hours and hours, Annie met the eye of poor Mr. Whale. Though she looked like a very annoying bug in contrast to the whale who's eye were bigger than her whole body.
"Dear Mr. Whale! Oh hello mister Whale!" She tried flailing her arms to get her attention (Of course, knocking on someone's head would be very rude. Yes. Very rude indeed.)
The whale fell on his bottom on top of a small underwater mountain like it was a soft couch. The ocean shook when he sat, and Annie momentarily forgot to flap her arms. A particularly big bubble inch closer to Annie until she couldn't escape from it. As a result, she was sucked into the Annie-sized bubble.
Annie panicked for a second; she held the side of the bubble and pricked it with her fingernails. A lucky mistake if you ask me but she was back on the ocean floor.
If Annie wasn't so busy trying to get Mr. Whale's attention she would have found it odd that she could talk underwater; but he kept weeping and weeping enormous bubbles and Annie kept trying to flail her short arms.
Although the strangest part about this arrangement was the dark blue whale wore bright orange jumper that wouldn't stretch past his knees (or flippers, rather). Its two straps were as deep purple as the violet crayons in Annie's color box. And to top it off, a bright green bow tie with white spots perched terrifically on one of his many chins.
If there is one thing Annie realized after she's been to Wonderland: It's that it would seem very, very wrong to imagine a naked whale or a naked dodo bird after you've seen one in clothes. But this was one of the many wonders of Wonderland.
Now enough of this nonsense. Annie gave a huff and swam upwards again.
As Annie continued to flail her arms up and down in the water, the fishes seemed to be interested in this strange new worm that wriggles in the sea. And so the fishes inched closer and closer to Annie until she was surrounded by a colorful wall that shifted and moved with the tide of the water.
If fishes could talk the sea would be bustling with the thought of Annie as food. And this was the oddest array of fishes Annie's ever seen. (But what isn't odd in this odd, odd world?) White and blue, pink with purple stripes, orange and black (this fish looked very much like a tiger). Annie tried touching the funny black and orange fish, but it bared its teeth (very much like a tiger) at her and swam away. Annie was left very much offended.
She shouted for some passing sailors to help. (Though I doubt very much that anyone would hear a key sized girl swimming in the ocean) "HELP! OH PLEASE! HELP ME!" And Annie's voice disappeared in the sea of fishes.
Author's Note
Hullo! Thank you very much for reading! I'm sorry if I don't update as often as you expect. It was rather hard to follow after I thought of the idea of a sobbing whale in the middle of a candy ocean. So you could say I've had a bit of a writer's block.
So thank you very much again!
